Sons Of Plunder: Disturbed
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Tell me you like it
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Tell me you like it
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You say you found yourself a new sound
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The ships loaded and ready to go
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A bit too much just like the old sound
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Already heard it for the hundredth time
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One hundred more, all have the same sound
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Running around with all the sheep that you know
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It's so sublime, they're breaking new ground
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They're sure to have another hit this time
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Come on
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Can't you just leave it alone
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It doesn't have any soul
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Just find a thing of your own
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And stop pretending to know
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As the countless numbers hunger for world wide renown
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All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves
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All searching for the answers they don't even care to know
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Give it to me
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Give it to me
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You like it?
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I'm still surrounded by the new sound
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I've had enough and I'm ready to go
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I'll stranglehold throughout the world now
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The new obsession will fade in time
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A thin reminder of the past now.
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All convoluted hardly ready to go
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Their whines and moans will never last now
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I think you've given us a fill this time
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Come on
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Can't you just leave it alone
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It doesn't have any soul
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Just find a thing of your own
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And stop pretending to know
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As the countless numbers hunger for world wide renown
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All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves
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All searching for the answers they don't even care to know
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Give it to me
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Give it to me
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You like it?
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As it's blown apart, hundreds thrown away
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Makes me question just what I believe
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Brothers torn apart, mindless drones enslaved
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Makes me search for an answer
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I don't want to know
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It's like a plague from below
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Killing all that I know
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One hundred voices the same
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Drench their sorrow in flame
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As the countless numbers hunger for world wide renown
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All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves
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All searching for the answers they don't even care to know
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Give it to me
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Give it to me
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As the countless numbers hunger for world wide renown
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All the pimping sons of plunder will roll up their sleeves
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All searching for the answers they don't even care to know
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Give it to me
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Give it to me
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You like it?
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Tell me you like it
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Tell me you like it
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Tell me you like it
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Tell me you like it
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Son Of A Plunder
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| Disturbed |
